My eyes would roll up into my head and I would shoot hard and deep into her. She always came right as I did or slightly after, as the mixture of all o...f our cum dribbled out of her. And as usual, she tried to encourage me to tongue her after and, as usual, I continued to decline. I do have to admit that where this was a fucked-up situation, the sex was incredible.On the following Wednesday, she didn’t announce her need to work late. I asked her about it and she said that there was no need to. " Oh, I think you do. All you sissy faggots are the same. You want toget caught." If you're referring to my girlfr...," Peter began."Your girlfriend's stuff--sure. Same old story. I've seen how much careand attention you take with it. Drop your pants and show me your prettypanties, sissy."Peter finished peeing and tucked his cock away. Its slight twitchbetrayed his true feelings about the thought of revealing his secret.He kept his back turned but didn't zip himself up. "I think. There were a couple of "grope and hope" sessions - you know, a boobie grab here, or an over-the-panty pussy pet there, but it usually ended at that point before it got any further. Nothing very exciting, really.But now I was here with this amazingly hot and sexy schoolteacher, who was built like a brick shithouse, and doing things to me that a young boy can only dream of in his wildest nighttime fantasies!She was staring hungrily at my steel-hard cock throbbing as she held it in her tiny hand. She leaned in to kiss him and reached down to rub his cock through his jeans. Jeff cupped one hand behind her under her skirt, grabbing a bare butt cheek while the other reached for one of her breasts. He found both hands cupping soft pliable flesh, her ass cheek fit perfectly in his hand. Her breast wasn't quite a hand-full yet, but it was soft and supple and needed to see the light of day. Stacy fumbled with his belt buckle while he lifted her shirt up exposing her breasts. They poked out.